Terror struck deep into the core of every cultivator in Dusk Province. Calamity Lu was back, and with even stronger patrons this time. No one was safe, not even notables from the Nephrite court!

Lu Qingxun wasn’t actually dead yet. His nascent spirit remained sealed inside his head, which now hung above Dusk City’s southern gates. The man’s miserable screams could sometimes be heard, aggravating the citizens’ already frayed nerves. That was an august immortal’s head! Immortals were rare in Dusk Province to begin with, not to mention a lofty august immortal!

Originally, the province’s cultivators were just waiting for the moment that Calamity Lu was expelled from his position, so they could hunt him down and dismember him into a thousand parts. But such revenge was...